Ode to My Long Lost Friend

Every morning I look out the window

And see beauty of every kind.

Children playing or getting ready for school

The sun coming up on the horizon

The light wind going through the open window

Blowing about the leaves upon the tree out that window.

The tree speaks of old times

When the earth was a little sparse of roads and pollution

When the earth was lost within Mother Nature’s breast

With flowing waves of grass upon every direction

Seeming to reach farther into the everlasting infinite distance of the universe.

As that tree gives its life’s story to me every morning

I take it in like a sponge

How much love mother earth has given to create the beauty of this earth

Every morning I see that friendly face of that tree

And one day, the modern times caught up with it,

They tore it down

Leaving nothing behind

Not a leaf

Not a sign of my old friend

They took my friend away

They killed my friend

With their knives

Their weapons of death to the beauty of the wonderful world of beauty

Do killers shed any tears?

Any remorse for what lives they take away

Or are they really all just evil within and throughout

But, alas, I am left with one piece of branch

Great enough to create a staff

To carry with me

Like my words

To show the world how it’s killing the very beauty outside their window

Like Moses I carry this wooden branch

This staff that once was a part of my living friend

And, so,

I will give my life away to show everyone

What beauty lies  

Just outside their window.

Reviews

[Pointblank]

I get knocked around with the beginning a little but the middle and end make up for that in spades. I love the imagery, your words, you let me feel your pain at the loss of something so dependable to be there in every day life. Only to be taken from you like a murderer would. Very good. Very good.

[Angela]

I truly enjoyed this poem...well written and so obviously full of love for Mother Nature...Thank you for sharing...keep up the excellent work!!

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Always, always well done. Quite varied in scope. You have an embracing love for beauty that is laudable.

[Cats Eye]

Nicely written, although personally i really don't think this is your type of style, it just doesn't really fit your personality.